OOC: I'm here, finally.
BattleDoctor sat in his office, listening to a dry report being given to him by a fat and ugly young Igadzra. He feigned interest as the officer spoke in a low, monotonous voice.
"...and then Admiral Halra and the 3rd fleet moved into Mark, where Garrison Commander Juta ordered the loading of 20 additional SAE's to the I.S.S. Bounty. The fleet then proceded to make a raid into Terapin, where they downed 3 fighters then retreated..."
BattleDoctor rolled his head back, yawning. "Very interesting, officer, but I think I'll dismiss you now. You can give my secretary the report and I'll get you a response by tomorrow morning."
"Yes, sir" said the Igadzra officer as he exited BattleDoctor's spacious office. BattleDoctor then began to read through some equally dry and boring paperwork, signing off on various bills and such. He was interrupted, however, as another Igadzra entered his office.
"Sir!" said the Igadzra, saluting. "A message for you, top priority."
BattleDoctor looked up and, recognizing the person, said "Ah, hello Admiral Fera. A message, you say?"
"Yes, sir. One of my border patrols under the command of Commodore Farsag reports that there are Azdgari messengers, requesting a ceasefire and a joint assault on the Zidagar."
BattleDoctor grinned, showing his rows of sharp, shining teeth. "Excellent. I like the idea."
Admiral Fera's eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly, before he regained his composure and said, "Sir, an alliance with the hated Azdgari? I'm not sure if that's wise..."
BattleDoctor ignored the Admiral, then continued. "Of course I must ask the Council first. Fera, could you open a channel to Council Station on my wallscreen?"
Admiral Fera's expression turned sour at the mention of the Council. Unlike most Igadzra, he often questioned their methods and disliked the way they ordered the Strands around. "Yes, sir." he said acidly, picking up the remote and dialing Council Station.
Fera stood to one side of the room as BattleDoctor composed himself and readied to talk to one of the Council. The wallscreen came to life, first showing the insignia of the Council and then the darkened figure of a Council member. "Yes, Igadzra?" said the Council member.
BattleDoctor spread his arms and bowed low to the Council member. "It is always a pleasure to talk to one of the esteemed Council members. I am honored that you accept my request for a conversation." He paused, expecting a response, but when none came BattleDoctor continued. "I have contacted the glorious Council on a matter of great importance. The Azdgari have contacted us, asking that we cease fighting and combine our forces against the Zidag-"
"Absolutely not, Igadzra." snapped the Council member.
"But, sir, it-"
"No."
"As you wish, my master." Before BattleDoctor was done speaking, the Council member had cut the communications link. Admiral Fera bared his teeth and began to say something, but BattleDoctor cut him off. "Fera, you heard the Council. Notify your border patrols to respond the Azdgari."
"Yes, sir." snapped Admiral Fera as he stormed out of the office.
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My state bird is the finger.